The first time I exchanged a memorable hongi was with a very distinguished maori gentleman at the Wellington Art Gallery (during a private showing of a Goldie exhibition). He looked uncomfortable standing in a line-up top heavy with

We waited expectantly at the gate entrance to Haranui Marae. We must wait until the call of the karanga is heard (this is the ceremonial call of welcome performed only by the women). Hearing the karanga indicates to us that we are free to approach our hosts across

Travelling up north again after all these years of being away my eyes feel fresh, eager to see and vociferously guzzle in the sights. I feel like I’ve been in a desert these past few years, the backside of it! I’m going to Haranui, to the marae of my great great grandmother Moewaka Jane, I’d […]

Many of you won’t know this, some will, but I’m a WWE wrestling fan. So before you all jump up and down and rain derision on me about how it makes our kids violent, I want to say right from the get-go it is what it is, ENTERTAINMENT pure and simple!

I love that it ain’t over till it’s over. There’s something wilfully satisfying about being able to thumb your nose at the doom and gloom-sayers. It’s quite a delicious feeling infact, something smugly satisfying about proving them wrong.